Sometimes I wish I could go back in time...and meet myself as a kid!

Today is a gift...

enjoy!

So today, I have been busy cleaning out closets and getting rid of things to give to a goodwill.  Being a Nana, has it's perks...
it's easy to get rid of toys, that are broken, or some of the pieces
have gone by the wayside, or got lost under the couch,
or that dark hole in the closet, 
and under the bed.

Last week I got a call from Katfish,
a grandson who lives over in Kuna, Idaho.
He was so excited to tell me
that he and his Tia Starr, had cleaned out his toy room
and he had a BIG tote, full of toys he was
going to give to someone else.

He sounded so happy!

I know that his Momma, and Aunt had prepared
him for the joy of sharing, 
and it was magical! 
He was "giving Christmas" before the actual
day of giving was here.


These were toys he had played with and loved,
but had out grown.

 

The more we share...the more we have!

Then he said the sweetest thing,
"I'd give them all away, if I could come and visit with you
and Pap...you are more fun than toys!"

And he's right, human interaction will always
trump any gameboard or toy.
The more we give of ourselves, our time,
our love of life...the more investment
we make in the future. 

Time with Pap...is just sweet magic.
He chases, grabs "gizzards" and tickles the young ones 
to tears.  I go for stories, and making
wooden spoon bread, building blocks...and bubble baths
with songs as they are tucked in,
and it does not matter how 
old they are.

The summer our oldest grandson,
came to stay by himself, for a couple of weeks, 
was so wonderful.

One night as we were talking, he made the comment
that he was so grateful for this visit, because
it would be the last time he could really
be a kid.  Next birthday
he would be "12"...and become an adult.


That made a big old lump form in my throat.
Cause, I remember feeling exactly the 
same just before I turned 12.

Even though I was the oldest of six,
and had a lot of responsibility, I knew that turning twelve
was going to change that sphere of stewardship.

Now I am in my sixties...the sphere of
adulthood, motherhood, sisterhood,
auntie...Nana
has changed the way I do everything.

Mainly, I am not the daredevil I used to be.
I would still ride the Ferris wheel, but forget about getting on
the roller-coaster!

Climbing a mountain, has taken a back seat 
to riding through those beautiful
mountain passes, and taking pictures instead.

Still have dreams, that I want to accomplish.
I guess that part of childhood
will never dissipate.

The spirit of a child, has given me the greatest gift.

More than anything, I realize that
if I want to be happy...
well I just need to
be!

 

Always fall asleep with a dream,

and wake with a purpose!